MG OS-The Game of Jealousy

" Miss Geet... please come in, sir will take your interview" said the receptionist. Geet nodded and she grabbed her purse and folder.

She took a deep breath and only mumbled, " Yeh mera pehla interview nahin hain... and I am panicking! Geet tu Hoshiyarpur ki Punjaban hain...!"

She entered to find a man sitting facing the window... His legs were crossed.

" Come in Miss. Geet" said the deep voice.

"Good afternoon sir, May I sit?" asked Geet. " Please..." replied the deep voice. Geet sat down and rested her purse on the floor and put her folder on the glass desk in front of her.

" My qualifications and experience sir" said Geet.

" Now tell me Miss Geet... can you make coffee?" asked the man. Suddenly, Geet went into a flashback of the times she made coffee for Maan.

" Miss. Geet is everything okay?" asked the man with the same tone of voice. She snapped out of it and said, " Yes.. yes I can sir"

" Great, and do you wake up in the morning?" asked the man again. Geet raised an eyebrow, " Sir... of course I do"

" Wonderful, do you know how to use a computer and blackberry?" asked the man. Geet tried to keep her patience... this man first of, all didn't greet her with a handshake... he sits arrogantly on his chair thinking that this is all a joke!

" Yes I do sir..." replied Geet with clenched teeth.

" Are you married?" asked the man. Geet jumped out of her seat and she said, " Sir what kind of question is that!" The man chuckled and he turned around and stood up.

He was quite tall... very handsome. He had green eyes with perfect features... He wore what looked like a very expensive black Armani suit with silver cuff links. His hair was jet black and it was jelled very nicely.

He had a large smirk on his face and Geet only looked at him with an annoyed expression. " Oh ho senorita, itna ghussa sahi nahin hain.." said the man.

She took a deep breath and held out her hand for a handshake. " Nice to meet you sir" said Geet with clenched teeth.

He shook her hand and Geet quickly took it away. " You're hired" said the man. Geet broke into a large smile, " Thankyou sir!"

" By the way, the name is Karan Singhania" added the man . Geet nodded, " Thankyou again sir!" Karan smirked, " Don't mention it senorita..." Geet ignored his flirting at all costs.

Geet took her purse and folder and exited out his office. She shut the door behind her and exited out of the building, meanwhile Karan was busy phoning his partner in crime or err, partner in being a cupid along with,

Savitri Devi Singh Khurana...

" Hey senorita... kaisay hain aap?" asked Karan. " Hum theek hain Karan bete... aur aap?" asked Dadimaa. " Hum to theek hain, par aapki bahu se mil kar bohot acha laga...she is exactly how you described her to be" replied Karan

Dadimaa chuckled, " She is my bahu afterall"

" She looked like she was going to rip my head off when I asked her if she was married" laughed Karan. " Karan bete, the topic is sensative... aur usko ghussa aaya hoga!" replied Dadimaa.

" Well, picture abhi baaki hain mere dost!" smiled Karan. " Of course bete, aur meri Geet ka khayal rakhna... abhi woh bohot ghusse main hain" added Dadimaa.

" Well... I hope kay humara plan successful ho jaye... aur aap fikar mat kijiye, I'll take care of her!" added Karan. " I will bete... Abhi to Aaag lagi nahin hain..." smirked Dadimaa.

Karan smiled mischeviously, " Aag lag jayegi..."


Geet arrived the next morning to work quite early and she went to her cabin that was right beside Karan's cabin. She started her work with schedualing his appointments and booking meetings with clients.

She quickly made a batch of coffee and put the machine Karan's cabin. She cleaned it all up and organized his files and papers into neat dividers... She hated anything disorganized.

Suddenly, Karan entered and he smiled, " Good morning senorita"

Geet tried to keep her patience... it was annoying that he was calling her " Senorita"

" Mera naam Geet hain" snapped Geet as she put his files away. Karan smirked, " Okay senorita, I know that... and thankyou for organizing my files"

She didn't reply and he said," Meri-"

" Udhar rakhi hui hain, poora batch banaya hain, le lijiye... help yourself" intterrupted Geet. Karan looked at her with a amused expression, " Wow, itni jaldi kaam karna kahaan se seekha"

Geet looked up at him and she said, " Experience, but you never asked me any of those types of questions..." She went back to work and he smirked, " Wah, kya baat hain!"

Karan went to his chair and began sipping at his coffee. He opened up his laptop.

" Hey are you sure you didn't-" began Karan

" Add sugar? no sir" replied Geet. He looked up at her surprised, " Geet, I never asked you about sugar... I mean are you sure you booked my meetings with the Japanese clients?"

Geet looked at him embarassed, " Sorry sir, and yes I did"

Karan smirked, " Its all right"

Geet was surprised... she was so use to her previous " BOSS" freaking out on her if she messed up on any little thing!

" Acha senorita, tumhara pati kya karta hain" asked Karan. Geet slammed the binders on the table and said, " We don't live together..."

Karan looked up at her, " Senorita I never asked you if you lived with him, what does he do?"

" I don't know and sir why are you asking me these questions?..." replied Geet. Karan nodded. Dadimaa was right. Geet was definitely very angry...

" Acha anyway senorita,we have dinner party tomorrow at La Rouge restaurant, we will go together" said Karan. Geet sighed and nodded. " Ji sir" replied Geet. She asked him if he needed anything and he replied in a no.

She walked out of his cabin mumbling, " Bara aaya joker!"


The next evening, Geet wore a white sari and she wore her sindoor and mangalsutra. " I wish I didn't have to do this" thought Geet as she slipped her earrings and necklace on.

She grabbed her clutch and phone, with her stiletto's.

She heard a car pulling into the driveway and before her boss would come into her home she grabbed her white shawl and went outside. Karan stepped out of his silver BMW.

He smiled and saw Geet coming in with the same look on her face.

He opened the door for her and she greeted him with a good evening. " You look beautiful" said Karan. " Thankyou, can we please go?" asked Geet. " Please..." replied Karan

She sat inside the car and Karan filed in beside her. The driver pulled out and Karan said, " Nice house... agar tumhare paas aisa ghar hain, then why are you doing a job at my office?"

She shot a look at him, " Sir, I am an independant woman"

Karan nodded and he smirked in amusement... Oh this was going to be fun!

They arrived in at the restaurant and Geet saw many high profile businessmen with their wives. The driver stood in front of the large case of stairs that led into the restaurant.

Karan filed out of the car and he held out his hand to help Geet out.

She looked at him reluctantly, but took his hand and he helped her out. He shut the door behind her and he walked up the stairs with her and said, " Ah! our most important guest! Mr. Karan Singhania..."

" Hello sir! aayiye! aapka intezaar tha!" said the attendant at the front.

Karan entered to find all the ladies scowling at Geet... She had learnt to ignore those stares from women... ever since... ever since HE happened to her.

" Wow senorita, I should take you everywhere... all the girls are looking at me" added Karan. Geet rolled her eyes, " Sir..."

" Okay okay, I know you don't like jokes! acha let's go sit at our reserved table!" said Karan. Geet nodded and she stepped into the large restaurant to find herself with millions of eyes on her.

And then... she froze.

" SIAPAA!" hissed Geet. Karan and turned around to see Geet freaking out. " Hey hey senorita kya hua?" asked Karan. She grabbed his arm and dragged him to a table at the front.

He sat down and she turned around and faced the middle of the table. " Senorita batao to sahi!?" demanded Karan.

Geet wouldn't say a word... instead she prayed, prayed and prayed.

Karan turned around and then he realized what Geet was cursing over! He broke into a large grin...

So that was Maan Singh Khurana?



" Inko abhi aana tha!? babajii main kya karoon!?!" mumbled Geet as she massaged her head. " Hey hey senorita calm down, just relax okay? main hoon na?" added Karan.

Geet looked at him, " No... don't even think about it..."

" Relax... Im not doing anything..." replied Karan. " I'll be back! Ladies room" said Geet quickly. She jolted out of her seat and almost knocked over a glass of water on Karan's suit.

He caught the glass in time and she said, " S.. ssorry sir... " stuttered Geet. She quickly walked over to the ladies room and looked into the mirror.

Her face was bright red and she only said, " Haye rabba! DID he HAVE to be HERE?" She composed herself and quickly walked out to find Karan leaning in on the wall beside the door.

" Hey senorita, tum theek ho naa?" asked Karan.

Geet nodded, " Ji.. chaliye"

Karan nodded and they walked out and Geet froze. She turned on her heels again and Karan said, " Kya hai Geet? koi hain jo tumhe tang kar raha hain?"

Geet gulped, " No..."

Karan let out a sarcastic chuckle, " Let me guess... your husband is here"

Geet turned around to face him and her eyes were wide, " HOW DID YOU KNOW?" Karan broke into a large smirk, " I was joking... but thanks for telling me"

Geet closed her eyes in frustration. " Kya karoon?!!" mumbled Geet.

" Who is your husband? humay bhi dikhayiye Geet ji" said Karan. Geet opened her eyes and she looked around. Her eyes stopped at the breathtakingly handsome man who was wearing a black suit.

He still made her have butterflies in her stomach the same way he always did... And My God, was he looking so hot...

She slightly pointed her him quickly and Karan looked confused, " Who? where?"

" Oh ho!" snapped Geet.

" Look!" said Geet as she pointed at him. Karan broke into a large smirk, " Don't tell me...you're...you're Maan Singh Khurana's wife?"

Geet swallowed hard and nodded, " Yes..."

" No seriously Geet, are you joking?" asked Karan. " No im not, does it look like I am sir?" replied Geet with a serious and tension-filled face.

Karan nodded, " Very impressive, Geet Maan Singh Khurana meri personal secretary hain? How did this happen?"

Geet shot a look, " Sir we don't live together and you know that..."

" Then why are you anxious?" asked Karan. " Sir please... " replied Geet. " No Mrs. Geet... batayiye... why are you working with me?" asked Kaarn. Geet sighed, " Sir you ask the worst questions..."

" And you make the worst excuses? kyun chup rahi ho usse?" asked Karan. That shut Geet up completely. She pouted, " Can we please leave sir?"

" Leave?! Senorita... abhi nahin, abhi to maine theek se kissi se baat bhi nahin kiya, dance nahin kiya... ek shot ka glass bhi nahin peeya... kya hai Senorita?!" replied Karan with a bored expression.

Geet sighed, " Sir I don't need to be here... please let me go"

" Noope... " replied Karan.



Meanwhile, Maan turned around from talking to his clients and then his eyes darted to the girl and guy standing two meters away from him. He could not see the girls face but only the guy's face.

It was Karan Singhania... Maan clenched his fists as he saw Karan... and to his horror, the girl he was talking to... was.. was..

Geet?

No! it can't be! She left? But what is she doing here?

He looked on and heard Karan saying, " Senorita, tum meri secretary ho... relax!" Maan could tell that Geet was getting uncomfortable and she only said, " Sir I'll stay.. please let go of me..."

Karan let go of her and he backed off. " Okay senorita... aapka hukum, saar aakhon par"

Geet rolled her eyes and broke into a small grin. She started to laugh at his expressions that he made to make her laugh.

Meanwhile, there was a small fire errupting in Maan's heart as he saw Geet laughing with another man... and to top that off, she was looking stunning with her white sari and long brown hair down to her back.

But one thing he loved... she was wearing her sindoor and mangalsutra.

Woah woah wait!

We had assumed that Maan had forgotten Geet... But the case was very different.

He could hear her musical laughter and Karan only said, " You have a cute laugh senorita... stay that way"

" Okay enough tareef here sir, chalein?" asked Geet. Karan nodded and he let her go first, " Ladies first senorita" Geet smiled and walked towards the table and Maan stood there clenching his glass.

" How dare he... that that... that spoilt, arrogant... bratty...flirt Karan Singhania make his wife HIS secretary...Oh he was going down"

And then the Maan's mind played against him again,

" Geet is nothing to you... shes not part of your memory... shes nothing... leave her... shes with another man"

And then Maan's heart played against his mind,

" No... Geet aisi nahin hain, she has reasons... and she is only mine... No other man has the right over her but HIM... and her beauty is only for my eyes... abhi dekhta hoon!"

The war between his mind and his heart had begun... he looked over to see her chatting with Karan Singhania. What was she doing with a flirt like him anyway?


" Okay seriously Geet... tumhara pati itna khadoos hain? lagta hain uski shakal wohi ki wohi hain... stern, straight...and angry." joked Karan.

Geet glared at him, " To? mere dusht dhanav hain... aapko kya hain?"

Karan laughed, " Dusht Dhanav? wow! pati kay liye aisa naam"

Geet narrowed her eyes, " Btw... maine yeh naam shaadi se pehle rakha tha" Karan smirked, " To humara naam kya rakhogi?" Geet rolled her eyes, " Sir behave yourself..."

" Arey yaar... enough with the sir, call me Karan" added Karan. Geet sighed, " Sir its not professional for me to call you by your first name and not very polite either"

" Naam lene se darti ho kya? main itna intimidating nahin hoon... Im quite the ladies man" smiled Karan. Geet looked away annoyingly.

She was about to say something to him again until she looked in front of her and froze.

" FITAY-MOO!" hissed Geet. Karan raised an eyebrow and turned around to look at the tall man again... oops. more like tall dark handsome and angry YOUNG Ma(a)n.

" Perfect" thought Karan with a large grin.

" Maan aarahe hain.. oh no! haye rabba! mar gayi!" whispered Geet as she was in panic. " Shh relax senorita, kuch nahin hoga!" said Karan. And then Maan walked in front of Geet and Karan's table.

He stopped and turned around to look at Geet and Karan...

Geet looked away with tears brimming in her eyes... Karan saw those tears brimming in her eyes and he only softened his expression more, " Go talk to him... get it settled..."

" No...I've done enough...its time for him to do it..." whispered Geet.

" Well nice to see you Mr. Singhania" said Maan with a professional tone. Karan stood up and shook his hand and smiled, " Nice to see you again Mr. Khurana... small world!"

" Indeed a small world" said Maan as he aimed his comment towards Geet. Geet fiddled with her ring and she dared not to look up.

" What brings such a big businessman like yourself here?" asked Karan. Maan kept his eyes on Geet, " Work and personal relationships..." Karan noticed their interaction and he planned to take advantage of it.

" Oh! by the way! Mr. Khurana... meet my personal secretary Geet!" smirked Karan. Geet stood up and she looked at Maan... His eyes were glued to her and she felt butterflies in her stomach... it was driving her crazy.

" She is the best secretary... makes me coffee... sets out my appointments exactly how I like them and exactly how I do them... excellent presentation skils... shes the best one I've hired" added Karan.

Oh the thought of Geet making KARAN coffee and not himself was making him angry... He didn't know why... He didn't want to know why... but he definitely was not liking it at all.

" Well... it was nice seeing you Mr. Singhania... and Miss. Geet...if you please excuse me, I will be back soon" said Maan. He quickly left and Geet smelled her favorite collogne on him.

She dropped to her chair and put her hand on her forehead, " It was an Armani collogne... I got that for him" Karan sighed and sat down, " I can't tell you anything except you have excellent taste... but you have quite the stone hearted pati"

Geet looked at him with red eyes, " No... my Maan doesn't have a stone heart... woh bohot ache hain..."

Karan looked at her with his face scrunched, " You look like an 18 year old girl"

" Im already 19" snapped Geet.

" Yeah whatever... but instead of shedding these pyare pyare keemti keemti ASHK (tears in urdu)... why don't you show him that you don't need him..." said Karan.

Geet looked up at him questioningly, " I do need him and he needs me..."

Karan smiled, " Great... and I have a plan!"

Geet raised an eyebrow," Sir... please... not one of your plans..."

Karan rolled his eyes, " Listen senorita... Karan Singhania wouldn't have been Karan Singhania, if he didn't plan everything out for himself... I made my own empire senorita.. I think I would know"

Karan took out his hankerchief and gave it to Geet. She blew her nose quite loud and Karan backed off a little.

Tears rolled down her eyes, " Its not fair! men are STUPID...They think they have all control and right to say anything and do anything just because of their hot dog!..." whispered Geet.

Karan raised an eyebrow, " Hot dog?"

" YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN..." snapped Geet as she wiped her tears. Karan raised both his eyebrows and nodded, " Oh... uh okay..."

She blew her nose again and wiped her tears. She drank a glass of water and said, " He doesn't care anymore..."

" Wow... you must be pretty depressed" replied Karan.

" Of course I am! and besides! WHY am I talking TO YOU about this?" snapped Geet. " Okay so I have a plan..." added Karan. " Boliye.. farmayiye... kya hai aapka plan!?" added Geet sarcastically as she blew her nose again.

Karan told her the plan and Geet's eyes widened, " Haw! I can't touch any man besides my own pati!"

" OH MY GOD senorita! IM NOT going to kidnap you like Gobar Singh..." replied Karan. Geet raised an eyebrow, " You mean Gabbar Singh?"

" Yeah whatever... main itni hindi movies nahin dekhta...and SH... don't even start with me! suno meri baat..." snapped Karan. Geet shut up right away and she nodded.

Karan smiled, " Great senorita... mazaa aayega... and I promise you'll get your pati back tonight and I promise you won't have to see my face tomorrow either"

" Deal" smiled Geet.

" Thats more like it!" added Karan.

This was definitely going to be fun now!


"The dance floor is open for everyone" announced the host. Karan looked to Geet and smirked. He stood up and offered his hand, " A dance for the lady?"

Geet looked up at his smirk. " Look if Maan is looking" whispered Karan. Geet looked over and she saw Maan looking directly in their direction. She softly smiled, " Yes he is.."

" For Gods sake wipe that smile offf... look at me senorita..." said Karan. Geet smiled sweetly in his direction and she put her hand in his right in front of Maan. Maan on the other hand clenched his teeth.

His blood was boiling to see Geet's hand in Karan's hand... " Oh God shes nothing to me! kya ho raha hain mujhe!?!" thought Maan.

On the other hand, Karan led Geet to the middle of the dancefloor with other couples and Karan said, " Okay Mrs Geet Khurana... don't panic okay?"

Karan put Geet's hand on his shoulder and he put his hand on her waist and locked his palms with hers.

She gulped, " Haye rabba yeh kya kar rahe hain aap?!"

" Listen senorita, you said it was a deal..." replied Karan. Geet sighed and nodded, " Don't get too comfortable with me Mr. Singhania..." Karan smirked, " Kaash hum itna comfortable hotay..."

She smacked him on the shoulder and he only laughed, " Wow these things really set you off... looks like your husband really hurt you..."

" Hes just going through a bad time okay? mere Maan ke baray main-"began Geet.

" Kuch nahin kahoon... I got it senorita" finished Karan.

Geet smiled, " Thankyou..."

They started swaying softly to the music and Geet pretended to be completely happy with Karan... " Dekh rahe hain kya?" asked Geet a little too excitedly. Karan rolled his eyes, " Senorita...at this rate you'll be seeing my face tomorrow"

Geet went into a frown again and pouted, " Fine..."

" I see him glaring at me... wwow! his glares are like blades,knives,scissors, daggers, swords and anything pointy and painful...!" whispered Karan. Geet sighed, " You really got the wrath of my husband..."

" Oh trust me... we know eachother too well" smirked Karan.

Geet raised an eyebrow and said, " Okay not interested in your history class sir..."

" I know you aren't senorita...but a piece of good news... your husband is getting up from his seat now" said Karan as he looked over. Geet blushed, " Really?"

Karan chuckled, " You sound like one of those girls in those hollywood chickflick movies that cry over their ex boyfriend... "

Geet pouted, " Hes my dusht dhanv... kya karoon? dil un par aata hain..." Karan sighed, " So would you be happy if I told you hes heading directly our way?"

Geet smiled, " See... he still loves me...!"

" Woh to dikh raha hain" replied Karan. He saw Maan walk right past them and Geet opened her mouth wide. " KARAN SINGHANIA!" hissed Geet. Karan looked at her angry expression and he only smirked, " Hold on senorita... hold on"

Karan spun her out and then pulled her back towards him. She looked at him shocked, " Karan! what was that!?!" Meanwhile, Maan was SO angry now... he could not stand Geet in anyone other man's arms... he was touching her... in the places only Maan Singh Khurana could! And who was this Karan Singhania!?!

Karan smirked, " Thank God you said my name... sir sir keh kar you made me feel like a pedophile"

Geet raised an eyebrow, " Don't push it... SIR"

" Arey yaar tum ladkiyon ki problem kya hain?! seriously... jab bhi koi acha karna chahta hain tum logon kay liye... tum log sab ulta humay blame deti ho!" replied Karan.

" Abhi to acha khaasa aap mujhse flirt kar rahe thay.. aab kya hua?!" snapped Geet. Karan was about to say something back until Karan felt a strong hand on his shoulder and he stopped.

" I'll take it from here" said a deep voice. Karan smirked and he backed off and said, " Please do..."

Geet looked at Maan's expression... he was so angry now! This was enough! He slipped his hands on her waist and pulled her against him and put her hand on his shoulder.

He intensely looked into her eyes, " Why Geet..."

Geet couldn't say a word.

And then the song, " Kurbaan Hua" comes on and they start dancing,

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OIw2A4McJ7k[/YOUTUBE]



He spun her out and she looked at him surprised, " Maan.. aap-"

He pulled her against him again and said, " Only I have the right to touch you... understand?"

Geet gulped and Maan began dancing with her very fast and he said, " No man can lay hands on my wife..."

" I.. I.. Maan please.. stop..." stuttered Geet. " No Geet... I'm not going to stop... do you know how hard it is not to stop?" whispered Maan huskily.

His voice sent shivers down her back and he said, " I know my voice still sends shivers down your spine... that means you still love me..."

She looked into his eyes, " I've always loved you... what makes you think that I didn't?"

" Lies... you wouldn't be dancing so freely with him..." snapped Maan. " Maan I work for him and he is my boss..." whispered Geet.

" So?" snapped Maan. " So you need to let go Maan... you have never needed me... and why are you here now?" whispered Geet.

Maan went quiet and only danced.

" Answer me Maan Singh Khurana..." snapped Geet. Maan gulped, " I do need you... I always needed you... it took me time to realize it"

Geet closed her eyes tight and let the words from her Maan sink. " Please Geet... mujhe chor ke kabhi nahin jaana..."

Geet opened her eyes and smiled a little, " You don't know how long I've been waiting for this Maan Singh Khurana..."

" You don't know how long I've pined for you Geet Maan Singh Khurana..." said Maan. She put her hand on his cheek, " I love you..."

He softly smiled, " I love you too... "

The music stopped and she hugged him tight, " Mujhe aapne saath le jayiye Maan... I can't live without you"

" Kisne rooka hain..." said Maan.

" Maine rooka hain" replied Karan. Geet and Maan looked at him and he said, " Maine rooka hain kyunki itni asaani se main Geet ko yahaan se jaane nahin doonga"

Maan clenched his fists... he was definitely going to beat the living crap out of him for stopping HIS wife from going with him.

Karan put his hands on his pocket and walked upto them, " I must say... both of you are quite good at dancing... "

" Cut the crap Singhania... you're talking to Maan Singh Khurana" snapped Maan. " And Mr. Khurana you are with my secretary Geet..." added Karan.

" Karan sir please.." said Geet.

" Ek minute..." said Karan. Both men stood face to face and Karan said, " What makes you think I'll let you go with her after you made her cry...?"

Maan raised an eyebrow, " Don't get involved in matters between myself and Geet..."

" Karan sir... please..." pleaded Geet.

" No Geet... ek baar usse pooch kar dekha hain kya? will he do this again?" replied Karan.

Maan narrowed his eyes, " Shes mine and always will be mine Singhania... and I know I hurt her... if I didn't realize my mistake I wouldn't have talked to her or acknowledged her like this"

Karan smirked, " Ghissi pitti lines... wow Khurana... good job!"

Maan looked over to Geet, " Geet chalo..."

Geet nodded and she was about to leave until Karan held onto her arm, " Ek minute... Im not finished..."

Maan looked at him with a glare, " How dare you touch her?"

Karan narrowed his eyes, " Khurana... what makes you think that you can hurt her when you want... make her smile when you want... make her laugh or cry when you want... who gave you that right?"

"I didn't do it intentionally" snapped Maan.

" Karan sir please... I know you care but please jaanay dijiye" whispered Geet.

" Listen Singhania... I have no time, Geet tum mere saath chal rahi ho?" asked Maan. Geet gulped...

She nodded and she went off with Maan until they stepped away from the dance floor and there stood Dadimaa.

They both froze and looked at each other.

" Good evening Geet aur Maan bete!" said Dadimaa cheerfully. " Dadimaa aap?!" said Geet.

" Ji hum... " smiled Dadimaa.

Karan stood there with a smirk on his face... " Hey Senorita" called Karan.Dadimaa chuckled, " Maan Geet bete... aap dono Karan se mil chuke hongay naa?"

Maan clenched his teeth, " Of course..."

Karan walked upto Dadimaa and touched her feet. " Jeete raho bete" smiled Dadimaa. Geet and Maan looked surprised...

" Hum ne bheja tha Karan bete ko...To make you two realize how much you love and need eachother..." smiled Dadimaa.

Geet looked at Karan and he bowed his head softly, "All for you senorita..."

Dadimaa continued, " Aur Karan bete is Rajveer Singhania's grandson..."

Maan looked shocked, " Wait... were you not in London?"

" I was... until Dadimaa called me..." smiled Karan. " Hes dadaji's best friend's grandson?" asked Maan.

Dadimaa nodded, " And he was playing cupid along with me!" Dadimaa told them the whole story behind, " The Game of Jealousy..."

Dadimaa called Karan from London and told him the whole story of Maan and Geet separating... and he was going to make Maan jealous to make him realize how much he loves Geet.

Geet smiled at Karan, " Thankyou..."

Karan only nodded in response and he said, " And btw Senorita... I haven't told you something..."

Geet raised an eyebrow, " Kya?"

" Look behind me..." said Karan. Geet and Maan saw Meera standing right behind Karan. Geet widened her eyes in shock.

" Meera!?!" gasped Geet.

Meera smiled, " Hi Geet... kaisi ho?"

Meera was wearing a pink sari along with sindoor and a mangalsutra along with her set of wedding bangles. Karan put his arm around her, " Meet Mrs Meera Singhania"

Geet and Maan looked too shocked... " What the hell?" said Maan. Meera smiled, " Maan veerji...I hope you liked the game of jealousy"

Maan broke into a smirk , " I loved the game of jealousy..."

Meera went over and hugged Geet, " I missed you... and by the way... you look beautiful!"

" Tum batao! you're married?! to this flirt?" asked Geet. Meera smiled sweetly, " Hes not too bad okay?"

Geet laughed and the girls caught up.

" Okay girls... waisay bhi, hum sab ko chalna chahiye..." said Karan. " Oh ho... Karan Singhania... what happened to your drink, dance and food?" teased Geet.

" Senorita... uski zaroorat nahin hain... you have your Maan... I have my Meera" smiled Karan. Geet laughed.

" Acha bachon... hum chalte hain... have fun!" smiled Dadimaa. Geet hugged Dadimaa, " Thankyou Dadimaa... love you!"

" Love you too beta... chalo..." said Dadimaa. They all nodded and Dadimaa left leaving all four of them smiling to themselves.

" Thanks Karan" said Maan. " You welcome... waisay its a treat to hear a thankyou from Maan Singh Khurana" joked Karan.

Meera smacked him on the arm, " Itne bhi bure nahin hain okay? stop it..."

Maan smirked, " See.. your wife has the same opinion as mine"

"Acha guys... lets just enjoy the rest of the night and us girls need to catch up!" said Geet.

She grabbed Meera's arm and she went off chirping on and on about how she didn't expect her to get married to someone like Karan.

" Thankyou for this Game of jealousy" said Maan. Karan nodded, " Aisay waisay thankyou nahin... lets go have a drink... shall we?"

Maan nodded and the guys went off to the bar.